Gu Nanyan picked up two sets of men's clothing and unfolded them.
Shen Beian bit his lip. He could indeed dance the waltz, but it seemed that the balls in this world were not waltzes.
Seemingly sensing Shen Bei'an's worries, Gu Nan'an hung the two sets of clothes back up. "For a ball, dancing is secondary; the important thing is the business dealings between people. This ball is hosted by the Ziya family, so there are all kinds of dances. You can dance if you want, or you can watch others dance and sit on the sidelines, playing and eating."
Most of the balls in the empire were different from those in the West. Instead, the host would start the dance, and the guests would dance according to etiquette, which was also called "the dance".
Shen Beian's eyes lit up. "That's right!"
he!
A dignified jerk!
The fifth master of the Shen family, and the husband of the head of the Gu family.
Who would dare to mess with him?
Moreover, the female lead will definitely attend this bidding conference, auction, and ball.
Where there's a female lead, there's a storyline!
I decisively chose the lotus root-colored silk robe with cloud pattern, stand-up collar, and wide sleeves. Although it was quite troublesome to put on, it was definitely much more comfortable than wearing a suit.
Gu Nanyan then took out another set of women's clothing that was exactly the same.
The difference this time was that Gu Nanyan was holding a black jade pendant.
It looks like...
It fits perfectly with his piece!
So, this really is a token of love!!
His cheeks flushed slightly. Gu Nanyan reached out and tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear. "What? Only An'an is allowed to wear it, but I'm not?" He breathed slowly into his ear, his thin lips close to his. He seemed to be a little aggrieved.
Help! !
Shen Bei'an had never seen this scene before, but he had a vague impression of it. It was probably a girl and a boy, both looking at the last piece of lotus flower pastry left on the plate. The boy took the first bite and the girl seemed to be acting coquettishly. For some reason, the boy put the remaining small bite into the girl's mouth and turned his head away.
It seemed to be saying something like, "Hmph, hurry up and eat, or I'll regret it later!"
"No...no, you can wear it if you want," Shen Bei'an said stiffly, not daring to move. Every time Gu Nan'an got this close, it was never a good sign. "Oh dear, don't get so close! Hurry up and change your clothes, or you'll be late!"
She shoved Gu Nanyan away abruptly, grabbed her clothes, and ran to the changing room on the side.
He went in and locked the door immediately. Leaning against the door, he was breathing heavily. He hung up his clothes, cupped his face in his hands, and even without looking in a mirror, he knew his face must be bright red.
This body is incredibly sensitive.
Why does it feel like Gu Nanyan is getting better and better?
Gu Nanyan over there simply smiled, picked up the same women's clothing, and went into another changing room.
This was the first time Shen Bei'an had worn this style. The imperial dress here had many styles, and the styles varied from dynasty to dynasty, not to mention some modified versions for convenience.
He felt he was being impulsive when he was about to put it on, and that he should have let Gu Nanyan put it on for him, but he found that he could actually put it on himself!
Is it muscle memory?
Suddenly, Gu Nanyan's voice came, "An'an, do you need me to help you get dressed?" His voice was aloof and noble yet gentle, without a trace of shyness.
Biluo Xiaozhu has excellent soundproofing, but this is a changing room, so there's some space left upstairs.
Shen Bei'an: He used to think he wouldn't know how to dress, because these clothes are indeed beautiful, but also difficult to wear. So usually when he was alone, he would just throw on a simple outfit. But dresses for balls like this would be more complicated.
The fabric is of excellent quality; even wearing several layers of it won't feel uncomfortable, it's very comfortable.
Gu Nanyan usually dresses him, but he actually knows how to dress himself!
"No need, I can do it myself!" Thinking of this, Shen Bei'an felt inexplicably proud.
He, Master Shen, is just that amazing!
A hearty laugh rang out, "Yes, An'an is the best."
For some reason, Shen Bei'an slowed down his movements as he put on his clothes. "Hmph, do you need to tell me?" He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
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